Sunday, 13 May 2012

i am moving as you shiver so


your golden leaves before the storm, breathing in the rain into your lungs, holding ice in sparking hands, spinning under a midnight bloom, smiling through a bloodied lip, some skin grafts, caught in the awesome eye:

i love you and am dizzied

keep bleeding as you shine

through the warmth of an earth

to moth wing and carpet and bones.

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